Dear Cactus
Dear Cactus, understood I your real worth,
While shielding you from disdain’s cruel mirth.
On the plant rack, I placed you so low,
Just to save you from eyes that do not know.
Running from thorns, can we possibly dare?
Denying truths that we can hardly bear.
As water sprinkled and fell on your prickly form,
You soaked up and grew slow, far from the norm.
But with time you’ve sprouted strong and free,
Yet labelled by some as a wretched misery!
In dirt and scorching heat, you proudly rise,
With a spark of endurance in your unyielding eyes.
Resilient and tall under the wildly sunny sky,
Teaching lessons to one and all as time goes by.
As thorns linger, we are sure to find,
Growth and adversity gleefully intertwined.
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